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Monday, September 12, 2016
We Drink From Bottle's
Is whatever's clever
whatever's dumb
i want some. How come.
.
.
.
When whatever's neat
really street
how incomplete. Tastes like meat.
.
.
.
If whatever shuts
those shut the F#cks Up's
we drink from bottles. Drunk from cups.
whatever's dumb
i want some. How come.
.
.
.
When whatever's neat
really street
how incomplete. Tastes like meat.
.
.
.
If whatever shuts
those shut the F#cks Up's
we drink from bottles. Drunk from cups.
sEaN nOrTh
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A B Faniki
01 September 2019
An intresting piece. Thanks for sharing
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